Tea
Tea
9 April 2014
Discovered from an ancient tree
By the Oriental king and his philosopher in glee
They were traveling along the mountain
Looking for foreign lands to contain.
Sipping chamomile tea
Passes my throat in a plea
Gliding along my tummy so splendid
A sweet fluid so tepid
Calming my soul
Seeking my role
This diverse world
Full of wisdom from old
Peace to my mind
Yes I must be kind
Lest I am torn
By the life's storm
O, bitter-sweet tea
Pass my lips gently
My spirit pacify
Until my wings can fly
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